#john laurens x Alexander hamilton

[im-what-killed-the-dinosaurs]

[thatcreepydoll]

me when john lauren’s x alexander hamilton angst

[justanotherhamiltrash]

Hamilton: [slurping]

Hamilton: When you said you’d take me for a drink, this isn't what I expected.

Laurens: Do not disrespect the slushie.

[edegrev]

They'll tell the Story of Tonight

In my defence this is my first digital drawing so sorry if it isn't the best I'm trying.

ANYWAY. LAMS!

[sspiderj]

Alex: what are you, 5?

John: 5 feet taller than you!

Alex:

John: 

John: please don’t hurt me

[froggywritesstuff]

Best Boyfriends | poly! John Laurens & Alexander Hamilton

Pairings: poly! John x g/n(afab)!reader x Alexander

Warnings: not proofread and kinda rushed, mentions blood, periods, swearing, fluff, out of character John and Alex maybe??, shitty ending because I suck

Time: modern

'Beep'

'Beep'

'Beep'

'Bee-'        

Y/N groaned as their blaring alarm turned off. They yawned silently - as to not wake anyone - as they sat up in their shared bed, when they immediately felt a pair of warm arms wrap around them and pull them back down.

"It's too early," Y/N smiled as they heard John's tired voice dragging out the last letter, "Just stay in bed a little longer. Please?"

Y/N huffed, lifting John's arm from their body and sitting up. They'd be lying if they said they wanted to leave. The aching pain in their stomach especially wanted them to stay in bed with their boyfriends, "I have to go, love. Despite their being three of us, we're barely keeping up with the rent."

John groaned, rubbing his freckled face as he sat up in bed to be at eye level with Y/N, "Where is the other one, anyway?"

With a roll of their eyes, Y/N gestured to the other side of them where Alex was sleeping, wrapped up in blankets that John and Y/N would've loved to wear the previous night, "He didn't get to sleep until 1, so he shouldn't be up soon."

John shrugged, "There's a lot of things he shouldn't do, so obviously he'll be up soon."

As if on cue, Alex shot up from the bed, startling both Y/N and John, "I sensed someone talking shit about me!" he announced, earning an eye roll from Y/N.

"I wasn't talking shit about you!" John defended, his cheeks reddening, "It's the truth!"

"Wow," Alex whispered, an offended look taking place in his dark eyes, "Betrayed by the man I call my boyfriend. Y/N, hold me."

It was John's turn to be offended as he gasped at Alex's words, before turning to Y/N, taking their hands in his, "Y/N, do not hold him."

"Y/N please!" Alex whined.

Y/N couldn't help but roll their eyes at their boyfriends antics and at the situation, "It's so early, how do you two still manage to be so much?" John and Alex just shrugged before Y/N responded, "Alright, I'll leave you two to talk or make out. I gotta get ready." they said, dropping John's hands and sliding out of the bed.

Not even two seconds after Y/N left the bed, Alexander's concerned voice called out, "Wait, Y/N."

Y/N groaned, turning back to face them both, "I'm not holding you."

"No, not that," John said, ignoring the frown on Alex's face, "were you bleeding last night?"

Y/N groaned, the cramps in their stomach making a lot more sense, "Fuck."

Alex and John were quick to rush to Y/N's side, wrapping their arms tightly around them.

"It's ok, Y/N," John whispered, "This is nothing to be ashamed about."

"Yeah, it's completely normal," Alex added, "And it's not like you can control it."

"Yeah, doesn't mean that I don't feel like shit the whole week." Y/N mumbled.

"Well, do you wanna go take a nice shower, stay home today, and eat ice cream and chocolate together?”

 Y/N felt a smile tugging on their lips at John’s suggestion, and they nodded their head.

_______

After a long, warm shower, Y/N returned to their shared bedroom where Alex and John were waiting, a large tub of ice cream with three spoons in front of them both, along with numerous different chocolate bars. As Alex and John saw Y/N walking toward the bed, they brought the small heat pack from underneath the covers, handing it to Y/N as they sat in between the two.

Y/N sighed in relief as they placed the heat pack on their stomach, immediately feeling the heat do its job, "Where'd you guys get all this?" they asked, eyeing the food and snacks on the bed as they cuddled closer between the pair.

"Well someone," Alex began, picking up the tub of ice cream with a pointed look, "ate all the ice cream, so I had to go get some from the 711 next door."

"Alex, we literally saw you eating it last night." John sighed.

"No judgement." Y/N added with a smile.

Alex just rolled his eyes, "Whatever. We have chocolate, ice cream, all we need now is movies."

Y/N couldn't help but smile at everything their boyfriends had done for them, and how supportive they both were.

"Y/N?" they were snapped out of their thoughts by John's slightly concerned voice, "What's up?"

"Nothing," Y/N smiled at them both, cuddling closer between them both, "You two are just the best boyfriends ever."

buy me a coffee <3

[lams-is-canon]

Look at my username.

Proof:

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Hamilton

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Source: AO3

[crowley-for-president]

Washington: History has its eyes on you

Hamilton: Well, I guess it is blind. Hamilton: Because it said that laurens and I were "just friends"

Hamilton: And I wrote him that I love him.

Hamilton: like, four times.

(This is my first post😳 pls let me know if you notice any grammar/spelling mistakes(: )

[vmpirevnom]

Alexander: I have… feelings for you…

Laurens: I… have feelings for you-

Historians: the feeling was friendship! 😁

[precious-little-scoundrel]

Well here it is. Finished product. As soon as I saw the “she said yes” scene my mind went to another war and another set of bros who didn’t know what to do with all the love they had for each other in the times they were in. So here, have a whole Webweave out of Gale Cleven and John Egan to the revolutionary wartime letters of Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens. Whatever kind of love it is that they share, I want it.

“The value you had taught my heart to set upon you—”

[thatcreepydoll]

guys i’m starting an angsty lams comic series :p

i’m gonna try and get episode one out tonight. the series is called “love junkie” :3

[littlesunshine1223]

J.Laurens aesthetic

[keithpaladin05]

Poly hamilsquad x reader sickfic

It was a quiet morning in the middle of November. You woke up to a pounding headache, piercing stomach pains, and a dry, sore throat. You writhed around on the bed, willing the pain to go away. Your eyes welled up with tears and you whimpered in pain. “Mmm babygirl?” John whispered as he yawns and rolls over to face you. He sees your eyes welling up with tears and your face scrunched up in pain. “Hey, baby come here” he cooed as you put your head into the crook of his neck. “I-it hurts s-so bad” you sobbed into his neck as you tightly grasped his shirt. “Shhhhh where’s it hurt baby girl?” “My head, s-stomach and t-throat.” You whimpered out. John kissed your forehead and leaned over you to shake Laf awake. “Laf, hey, wake up babe.” Laf stirred and opened his eyes slowly. “What’s going on?” He asked sleepily. “Baby girl is sick” John said sadly as he rubbed your back. “Aww mon amour come here” he cooed and kissed your shoulder. He then placed the back of his hand against your forehead and hummed in disapproval. “You have a fever lovie” you whine and cuddle into Laf’s chest. “I’ll go find some medicine” John says as he climbed over Herc, waking him in the process. He grumbles but stops once he sees the state you’re in. “Awww honey” he coos as you look at him sadly with a pained look on your face. “H-hurts s-so b-bad” you croaked and your eyes welled up with tears again from the pain. “I know baby, I know” Herc said sadly as he moved closer and kissed your unusually warm forehead.

A few minutes later John comes back in with some pain pills, a glass of water, and some tea. “We probably should wake up Alex so he knows what’s going on” John says as he sits by your feet, rubbing your calf soothingly. John then stood up and shook Alex awake gently. “Baby, wake up. (Y/n) is sick” John said. Alex immediately woke up to that and sat up concerned. “Is she okay? Where is she?” He asked frantically as he looked around the room and spotted you cuddled in between Laf and Herc. “Awww lovely, what’s got you so sick, hmm?” You just shrug and let out a tearful sniffle. “I-I don’t know” you mumbled and snuggled your face into Herc’s shoulder. “Try and go back to sleep honey” Herc said quietly and stroked your hair. You nodded and closed your eyes.

Around an hour later you woke up feeling worse than before. Your stomach was churning painfully, and your head felt like it was going to explode. You then felt the vomit coming up your throat and you ran to the bathroom. You didn’t have time to shut or lock the door so of course the guys heard you. You heard Laf come into the bathroom and he sat down behind you. “Shhhh mon amour just let it all out” he soothed as he tied your hair back and rubbed your back soothingly. Once you were finished you leaned back into his chest in a fit of sobs. “H-hurts” you said in between sobs. “I know baby, I know” he whispered as he rubbed your stomach in soothing circles. “Lets clean you up then we’ll go snuggle on the couch” he says as he wipes your mouth with a cloth and picks you up bridal style. He brings you to the couch and lays you down with your head on Alex’s lap while he typed away on his laptop. “Feeling any better babe?” He asked while stroking your hair. You shook your head no and nuzzled your face into his stomach. Alex looked at you sadly and went back to typing.

~time skip~

It was around 5pm now and you were currently laying on top of John’s chest on the couch watching a movie you couldn’t remember the name of as you were in a fever induced daze. Herc brought you some more medicine about 30 minutes prior but you still felt just as sick as this morning. John noticed you dazing with a blank and tired look on your face and rubbed your back in soothing circles. “Go to sleep baby” he said softly and pulled the blanket up to your neck. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around his waist.

Around an hour later the rest of the boys had all joined you in the living room for a chill movie night. You were sitting in between John and Laf, with Herc on the reclining chair and Alex on his lap. There was pizza on the coffee table and you were happily munching away.

“You feeling better love?” Laf asks as he puts his arm around you.

“A little, thanks to all of you” you swipe happily and put your head on his shoulder, happy to have your boys.

[dorkszn]

— letting you do their hair

— thomas j, alexander h, and phillip h x gn reader, john laurens x masc reader

+ black coded reader for thomas and john! modern-ish au!

PHILLIP H !

✩ he loves letting you do this hair. sometimes you don’t even have to ask, he’ll ask you.

✩ he only trust you and his parents to wash it and take care of it

✩ you style it a lot for him and eliza loves it

✩ tender headed as fuck

✩ if someone flirts with him in public, especially if they bring up his hair, he’ll just go on and on about you

✩ “oh my hair? yeah it’s nice, ain’t it? my (s/o) did it. Aren’t they so skilled?”

✩ you teach him how to braid his hair and style it the way you do so he can do them himself if there’s a time you’re not around

☆ watching your favorite shows 🤝 washing and drying his hair

THOMAS J !

☆ he is so protective of his hair. like he’s the only one allowed to touch it

☆ so obviously it took you a lot of begging and convincing but he eventually gave in

☆ he’ll make snarky comments and act like a baby when you first wash his hair or attempt to style it but a little pop with the comb gets him to shut up

☆ he almost fell asleep the first time you braided his hair, but he likes to pretend it never happened

☆ so embarrassed to ask you to wash his hair and you can’t help but tease him for it

☆ after a while, he had you braiding his hair once a week for an extra curl

☆ you guys have matching bonnets

☆ he will literally call James mid hair session and just start talking about the government with him

☆ he was very skeptical about your products but eventually they become the only thing he uses

ALEXANDER H !

☆ he was genuinely surprised when you asked him to do his hair

☆ he hadn’t had anyone to do it or take care of it for years, especially since his mother passed

☆ “you’d do that for me?” he’d question, genuine shock on his face

☆ and it takes all of both of you to not start crying when you do take care of his hair

☆ the first time you washed it for him was the most relaxed you’d ever seen him

☆ it was the most loved he’d felt for a while

☆ then there were times were you just played in his hair

☆ whether we was working or just watching tv, you were putting silly little styles in his hair. and it he loves it. he thinks it’s adorable.

☆ some mornings, he ask you to put his hair up for him or slick it back for him just so he can have the best start to his day

☆ his hair was very first thing he asked you to do when he came back from war

☆ scalp massages >>>

☆ they’re one of the only things that convince him to leave his office, just for a little bit

JOHN L !

☆ after he meets you, he refuses to do his hair unless you’re away on a trip

☆ he whines and pleads, making an excuses on “how you do so much better” and “how loved it makes him feel” while giving you kisses

☆ but if you’re truly tired, of course he’ll give you a break

☆ you came home once and found him wearing your bonnet/durag

☆ you also do most of his haircuts

☆ he doesn’t mind his hair growing out but he knows it’s getting too long when you start beating him while play fighting

☆ to him if you’re winning, his hair is messing with his vision and it’s a “handicap”

☆ definitely gets popped with the comb everytime you do his hair

“john, could you turn your head just a little bit?” you question, your frustration already growing. he couldn’t help but tease you constantly, it was in his nature. he slightly turns his head with a small smirk on his face, knowing he was pissing you off.

“john, don’t play with me right no—“ you cut off your words when john grabs you by the waist and pulls you in and onto his lap. his hand gripping the outside of your thigh to support you as you straddle his legs.

“this angle good enough for you?” he asks, giving you his typically stupid grin. you can’t help but softly smile as you look at him, your previous anger from before leaving.

“t’s fine, i guess.” you shrug before going back to attempting to cut his hair.

“see? why let anyone else do my hair when i can have you do it for free and get a lap dance at the same time?” he says nonchalantly, continuing to scroll on his phone. his free hand caress your thigh and slithering back to ass.

“john, i swear you’re going to wake up bald one day.”

[froggywritesstuff]

Nail Polish | Lams

Pairings: Alexander x John

Warnings: fluff, Gay Panic™, swearing

Time: modern

A/N: i need someone to paint my nails

Alexander's loud sighs were barely audible over the music playing through his headphones. He couldn't get the stupid nail polish on his right hand, and sighing was the only thing he could do about it.

 'Stupid hands,' he thought, glaring at the black, sticky, mess around his finger nails, 'why can't people be left and right handed? Why do we only have one working hand? That's bullshit.'

He was meant to be studying, but one thing led to another, and attempting to paint his nails while listening to showtunes seemed like way more fun than stressing over the upcoming maths test.

For once, studying seemed like the easier task.

He didn't even notice his bedroom door open, letting someone walk inside and yoink the headphones off his head, "How's the studying going?"

Alex let out a yelp, whipping his head around to see John Laurens standing behind him, "What the fuck John? Wh-what are you doing here? How did you even get here?"

John shrugged, pursing his lips, "I wanted to talk to you, but your phone was on 'do not disturb' like it always is," he explained, rolling his eyes as he brought a chair beside Alex and sat down, "so I called Laf, and he told me I could come over and that you were just studying." he said, looking at the open nail polish and Alex's messily painted nails, "I see the studying is going well."

"Shut up, I was studying before. I just got bored." Alex mumbled.

"Sure..."

"What are you doing here?" Alex asked, attempting to hide the blush on his face at the possible answer he would get.

John shrugged, his gaze falling to his own fidgeting hands, "I dunno," he mumbled, "I mi- I was just bored and wanted to hang out with you."

"Oh," Alex muttered, his shoulders slumping in disappointment.

"But, I'm glad I did come, because I need to fix this mess," John added, a smile playing on his lips.

"What do you mean?"

"Your nails." he said simply, moving Alex's hand on the desk, and grabbing the nail polish, "Don't try and do your other hand by yourself, it's way too messy. You need someone else."

Alex's cheeks turned a bright shade of pink at the contact, before he stammered out, "John, y-you don't have to paint my nails. Thi-this was stupid of me anyway."

John pressed his lips into a thin line as he shook his head, "Sorry Alex, but once you've shown me the nail polish, and the mess you've made of nail polish, legally, by law, I have to help you."

Alex stared at John with a blank face, "'Legally by law' is it?"

"Uh-huh."

"Right." Alex sighed, nodding his head, "You can paint my nails if you really want."

John's smile broadened from ear to ear as he unscrewed the lid off the nail polish, and began painting Alex's nails.

While John was fixing up the mess Alex made, Alex was blushing insanely as John's hands softly rested against his. He had to remind himself over and over again: 'He's just a friend. You don't like him that way and neither does he. Snap out of it.'

"You ok, Alex?" John questioned, staring at Alexander who's eyes were looking everywhere but at John. Alex only hummed in response, taking his other hand to his face in an attempt to hide his blush, which didn't go as planned as John set the nail polish down and grabbed Alex's other hand, bringing it away from his face, letting John see his pink cheeks, “Alex, are you sure you’re ok?”

“Can I kiss you?”

‘That’s not ‘snapping out of it’!’

As soon as the words left Alex’s mouth, he slapped his hand over his mouth, his eyes widening in embarrassment.

“I-I’m so sorry-”

Before Alex could even begin to explain, John cupped his hands around Alex’s face, smashing his lips against his.

John pulled away, smiling at Alex’s flustered face, “If you apologise, I’m gonna ruin your nail polish even more.”

“I mean, if that’s what it takes to get you to hold my hand…"

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